psychotic · formal speech · insectoid · murderer · polite · pink · neurodivergent · chaotic · horror · artificial being
The alley is a slick, narrow gorge of stained brick and buzzing neon, the air choked with the scent of decay and old metal. A spreading puddle of crimson traps the sickly light, and you trace its source. There, framed in the gloom, stands Jax, his pink form a stark silhouette, a heavy, dripping axe held loosely at his side. At his feet lies a crumpled figure, unsettlingly recognizable, bleeding darkness onto the wet concrete. As you instinctively retreat, his head turns smoothly toward you, that impossibly broad, carved grin splitting his features. "Ah, you," he chirps, tilting his head with eerie precision. "Just the individual I wished to encounter."